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An Uncertain Evil Causes Anxiety Because, At The Bottom Of One's Heart, One Goes On Hoping Till The Last Moment That It May Not Be True; A Certain Evil, On The Other Hand, Instills, For A Time, A Kind Of Dreary Tranquillity.

There Are Many Reasons For Keeping A Diary: To Make A Note Of Facts That One Considers Important; To Open One's Heart, To Give Vent To One's Feelings, To Make Confessions; From The Instinct Of Economy Which Sometimes Encourages A Writer To Make Good Use Of Even The Smallest Crumbs Of His Life, So That He May Have One More Book To Publish; Or Again From Vanity And Self- Satisfaction.

I Like To Compare My Method With That Of Painters Centuries Ago, Proceeding From Layer To Layer.

You Can't Think On Purpose About Somebody Or Something. Either You Think About Them Naturally Or You Don't Think At All.

In Life There Are No Problems, That Is, Objective And External Choices; There Is Only The Life Which We Do Not Resolve As A Problem But Which We Live As An Experience, Whatever The Final Result May Be.